She shook Edward’s hand. Movement over his shoulder caught her attention. William was standing, shaking hands with David and Paul Steer.
“Ah, the man of the hour,” Edward said.
Daisy watched in horror as her two half brothers looked at her. She turned her attention to the drink in front of her. This was more humiliating than she ever imagined. It was awful. She was the evidence that one of their fathers committed adultery on their mother. Could her life get any worse?
“You know it wasn’t your fault, right? Peter said.
“What?”
“You’re not responsible for your parents' actions. They’re being pricks about it. That is not your fault. William knows that.”
“Edward Banner? My God, it has been a lifetime. How are you doing?” William walked over and embraced Edward in a firm hug.
“I’ve been doing well. I finally got kicked to the curb in England and decided to give the States a try. I heard about your club and couldn’t believe it. This place, ‘Control’, is so much better. Though I’ve heard the town is a little more dubious than this club,” Edward said.
William had a beaming smile on his face.
“I forgot all about you,” William said.
“I’m a forgettable person.”
Daisy watched the interaction wondering who Edward was. “Wait until Gabriel hears you’re around.”
Edward groaned. “I don’t think he’ll be happy. I still owe the guy ten quid, or is it bucks?”
She chuckled. William turned his attention to her. Her pu**y pulsed as she recalled the feel of his fingers inside her. The Steer men were still looking at her. “Have you met Daisy?” William ignored the two men and walked toward her. She didn’t know how to respond.
William moved closer, pushed some of her red hair off her neck and pressed a kiss to her pulse.
“Ah, I should have known you’d already have a beautiful woman. Yes, I’ve had the pleasure of meeting her,” said Edward.
“What about you? Paul? David? Are you going to come and say hello to your sister?” William asked.
Her cheeks heated from the glare Paul sent her way. David moved first. He walked toward her. She saw how awkward he felt in the way he moved.
“I’m sorry, Daisy. I think it would be good for us all to talk at some point. Paul is not ready,” David said.
She smiled, trying her hardest to hide the pain. “No problem.”
He moved away, and she watched as the two brothers left the club.
“Awkward,” Edward said.
“Daisy, I’m going to show Edward around the club. Here are the keys to my home. Go on inside and leave the connecting door unlocked. I’ll see you soon.”
William kissed her lips waiting for her to respond. She nodded her head, taking the keys and walking in the direction he’d taken her last night.
Once she was inside his home, she left the keys on the loop and went down to the kitchen. She really needed a strong drink but settled on coffee instead. Her whole body was burning for William’s touch. She wanted him desperately.
When her coffee was made she moved from room to room to find the television. She found a wide plasma with several sofas in the fourth room she found. After grabbing the remote, she took a seat and turned on the television. Daisy skipped several documentaries and cartoon channels. The movies held no appeal. She wasn’t in the mood to watch people get blown up or die a horrible death. The further up the channels she was going, the closer she knew she was getting to the dirtier channels.
Her mother never had so many channels and would never have p**n either. She felt her pulse pound as she skipped to the higher channels. Did William watch them when he was alone?
She turned on the first X-rated channel. There was a flash, and then on the screen a woman was on her knees before a guy. Moans were coming from the couple. The camera turned angles, and she saw the woman had the guy's penis in her mouth.
Daisy's pu**y gushed as her arousal intensified.
“That’s it, baby. Suck my cock.”
Her pulse fluttered at the erotic words. William liked to speak through his touching. She licked her suddenly dry lips, tucked her feet up on the sofa, and watched as the guy made the woman take him deeper.
She was so captivated by the naughty film that she didn’t see William watching her.
“Do you like what you’re watching?” he asked, startling her.
Daisy jumped off the sofa and stared at William, feeling guilty. With shaking hands she turned the screen off. “I’m sorry,” she said.
He walked over, took the remote from her hands and turned it back on. “Don’t be sorry.” She stared, eyes wide as he began to open his shirt. Daisy watched as the expanse of chest was revealed.
William curved a hand around her waist and pulled her close. “You’re turned on, Daisy. Do you like watching a woman suck a man’s cock?” he asked.
She moaned and couldn’t stop the sound from escaping. “I couldn’t help it.”
He pulled her skirt down and then removed her shirt.
“We’re going to get naked, Daisy, and then we’re going to sit and watch this scene until it has finished. Then we’ll begin. Would you like that?”
“Yes,” she said. It was hard for her to find her voice. She was aroused past the point of reasonable understanding.
She stood in a pair of cream panties and a bra. “I’ll let you take those off while I remove my clothing.”
Daisy turned her back to him, unhooked her bra, and removed her panties.
“Turn around, pet,” he said.
She turned. He was naked. His c**k stood out, long, hard, and proud.
William took a seat on the sofa and tapped the chair next to him. She sat down, naked, curling up next to him.
“Do you see how she’s taking him? She’s licking the head, getting him nice and slick before taking him down into her throat.”
“Can a woman do that?” she asked.
“A woman can do anything if she finds enjoyment in it and wants to do it.”
“He’s about to pull her off.”
Daisy watched as the guy on screen pulled the woman off his c**k and threw her on the bed. The woman tried to turn, but the guy stopped her, pulling her ass in the air and slamming inside her from behind.
There was a moan followed by a growl. She watched the guy pull his c**k out. It was glistening. Then he slammed it back inside her. No pause in between. The guy f**ked her hard and made her take it. Daisy was growing wetter by the second. She was worried in case she left a wet patch on William's sofa.